Volume 1, Chapter 35: The Grand Wedding of Jiang Weili

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Given the filthy way the half-dragon tribesmen lived, it was hardly surprising that they had contracted such an infectious disease.

The capital was a riot of splendor, its former glamour fading away. Those within the palace yearned for the world beyond its walls. As the saying went, once one entered the palace gates, it was as deep as the sea; from then on, one’s beloved became a stranger.

“Father, Mother, Shu’er will take good care of herself.” Wen Shu placed her slender jade-like hand against her abdomen and steadied herself.

Wen Youzhu did not understand what he meant, nor did she care to bother with it. She lifted the burlap sack with both hands and carried it toward the square wooden table by the window, which was one meter long and one meter wide.

Then he immediately closed his eyes again. Every nerve in his body seemed to be seeking relaxation, and even his breathing gradually grew heavier and more labored.

“Mr. Chen...” Han Pengfei was overjoyed. Had all his painstaking efforts finally brought him a glimmer of hope?

Over by the Quidditch pitch, the deans had already brought the situation under control. Dumbledore had complete confidence in the strength of the four deans.

Cinnabar was believed to ward off evil and suppress ghosts. The corpse had stopped growing black hair, so it seemed to have been subdued.

You slack off for most of the year and expect a few days of effort to make a difference? Stop deceiving yourself.

Time continued to pass. Everyone was thinking about what to do and how to make the right choice when the crucial moment arrived.

It had to be completed before Xiao Chen left Xiao Village. Thus, Village Chief Xiao and the villager’s representative hurried away.

More than twenty years ago, she had been a major celebrity in Huaxia. She had made several films and even released songs, but then she suddenly vanished from the screen. Whether online or in newspapers, there was never again any report about the superstar Shen Monong.

With a wave of Zhao Qiankun’s hand, several vines coiled around the wooden hut, forming a netlike barrier over the window. Glowing flower buds sprouted from the nodes of the vines, illuminating the surroundings.

By then, Rossi had already advanced from the Hall-Entering Domain to the Inner-Chamber Domain. Naturally, the range of his perception had increased to some degree, which was why he spoke to Nuo, who had only just awakened.

Halfway through the meal, Cai Xuedan walked in expressionlessly, with Luo Zhengchang following behind her.

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“Good, good! I’ll book the tickets right away, but the earliest departure is tomorrow morning.” Zhang Wu turned to leave, only to be stopped by Liu Kai.

Everyone accommodated him. When he stopped, they stopped as well and chatted for a while. The journey felt like an outing with companions, and walking from the foot of the mountain to the summit was not particularly tiring.

McDull climbed up along one side of the stairs, sat down at the mouth of the slide, and gave a dry laugh. Then he remained motionless.

“To keep from being completely erased by ‘it,’ I had no choice but to seal myself. Although I lost most of my freedom, at least I’m still alive in another form.” The figure was a middle-aged human man, and he held a very simple wand in his hand.

Xu Jie and Huang Fei were the same. A vast amount of information surged rapidly into their minds. Without Li Lu saying a word, all their questions had already been answered.

He saw it perfectly clearly. In that instant, the other party had not relied on a Heart Sword talisman. Instead, with a casual flick of his finger, as effortlessly as casting White Rainbow Piercing the Sun or Sword of Insight, he had unleashed the long-lost Heart Sword.

High in the sky, Anbell was relaying the electromagnetic signals when a massive flood of data suddenly surged through her brain, making her sway. Fortunately, the transmission of the signals was unaffected.

Come to think of it, when Leng’s father returned this time, he had already settled on a departure date with Leng’s mother. They would probably be leaving in about a week.

That made sense. People only spoke of a soul being scattered and destroyed as a description of death. No one had ever heard of a lost soul being found again.

Ding-dong, ding-dong... A feeble peal of bells rang out from the central square of the city. The people hiding beneath the eaves covered their faces in terror. They still recognized it as the bell that summoned worshipers to the church’s morning prayers each day, as well as the bell the lord used to summon his subjects.

Although Mei Qi and Qi Xiuning had planned to leave, Shi Qingxiang’s earnest invitation persuaded them to remain at the Dan Cliff Sect for another day.

Empress Dowager Xuan gave a charming smile, then deliberately put on such a pitiful expression that no one could resist her.

The other soldiers also came to their senses. One after another, they drew their sabers and held them across their chests to guard against Xiao Yao’s surprise attack, waiting for Meng Xiangrui to issue his command.

Several warhorses burst out of the cloud of dust. When the riders saw Liu Han and the others, they immediately urged their mounts forward. The horses kicked up great clouds of dust as they charged with intimidating momentum.

At the heart of the sword formation, three or four men in black stood guard around a middle-aged man dressed in purple, his hair streaked with gray. He was none other than Ye Lingfeng, an external elder of the Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals and the leader of this Nightmare Hunt operation.

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Gelingcha’s gaze was deep and unreadable. He said nothing. The hand gripping his saber alternately tightened and relaxed, yet he still did not raise the weapon.

Although Xie Hua had not mentioned this point directly, merely beating around the bush while asking Quan Yu about the Shu army’s plans for deploying troops in Henan and Hebei, the fact that they had come to him at such a time made their intentions easy to discern with even a little analysis.

Li Huan’s maneuver that morning could only imitate the symptoms of heart disease. It was entirely impossible to use it to determine whether the condition was congenital or acquired.

The old lady had grown much thinner. She had once been quite plump, but now she looked gaunt, and the sight pained Hao Qian deeply.

The ones who entered were an adult human male and a Pokemon clad in dark violet armor, with flames burning behind its helmet like a crest.

During the early years of the nation’s founding, the government launched a patriotic hygiene campaign to combat the enemy’s biological warfare. One of its recommendations was to drink hot water.

Now that she knew Li Shiwei had secretly loved Lin Feng for years before marrying him—and had learned it through such an unexpected turn of events—who wouldn’t be curious?

Before long, the wooden door opened with a creak, and a blond, middle-aged man in work clothes stepped out.

Tan Chengbi had known Yun Ran’s identity for a long time. Thus, when he discovered that the Ye family had incurred a grudge against the Yun family of Haicheng in Huaguo, implicating Yun Ran in the process, his expression immediately darkened.

If even this fellow, who came from the Holy Church, could not determine the origin of these ghostly things, then these mummified corpses were clearly far from ordinary.

“Good. I’m here!” Before Ye Xiu had even finished speaking, the twin violet-and-azure swords had already left their sheaths, and the first grand technique of the Mysterious Sword Art unfolded endlessly in his hands.

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